The Canglang River at the foot is like a white line, which seems to be lying quietly among the mountains, but in fact, it is flowing endlessly.

Sitting on the flying sword, with both hands on the back, standing among the clouds, walking with the wind.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the cool breeze is coming, and Gao Zhen has to mobilize his true qi to make his blood veins active and keep the temperature of his body in a comfortable state.

It will also snow in the fairy world, and it will be heavier and colder than in this world. But that was in February.

It took a whole day to cross the mountains surrounding the Canglang River and come to the place where the river flows into the sea.

The two largest rivers in the Immortal Continent are the "Canglang River" in the Eastern Continent and the "Butcher's Knife River" that separates the Eastern and Western Continents. Both rivers flow down from the "Senzuka" in the far north and enter the sea in the south.

The estuary of the Canglang River is extremely beautiful.

The sea of dust in the south is not as steamy as in the east, it is calm, very wide, and very gentle. The white waves of the Canglang River lap layer by layer on the blue surface of the sea of dust. Where white and blue blend, a third color is formed, which is elegant, agile and vibrant.

The river breaks out of a delta and contrasts with the surrounding beaches, and when you look down from above, you think it is undulating golden sand dunes. The sand on the beach spreads out gradually, like the marks of a fairy with a cloud sleeve. The waves suddenly came up and down, as if they were playing a game with someone.

Reveling in the beauty of the moment, he slowed down and looked out into the distance. It's dusk, the sun is about to set, and night is coming soon. He was ready to take a break and recharge his batteries for the night's flight.

The sea is as calm as the sky, as far as the eye can see, although there are no islands in sight, but Gao Zhen knows that the other side of the sea is another world.

When he first arrived in this magical land, he was full of interest in the southern islands. The people of the fairy world use different words to describe that magical place. Some people say that it is a "paradise" because all the strange animals and plants in the fairy world grow there, and there are almost no human beings there, and it is the happiest home for these creatures. Some people also say that it is a "cage", and the first generation of immortal cultivators defeated these original rulers of the immortal realm and banished them to those scattered islands forever, which is the eternal exile for them.

But there's just one word to describe those islands, and that's "treasures." It's just that this treasure does not bring wealth, but can save a person's life.

A person he cares about the most.

Many times, he wanted to go back to Yunyanmen and see how his sister was doing. But he was a little afraid, he was a little afraid of the girl who was covered in bandages. She didn't know herself anymore, it was another soul controlling her, she had forgotten who she was. Gao Zhen is very painful, it is because he did not protect his sister well and made her suffer too much, everything he is doing now is to make up for the mistakes he has made.

He needs to become strong, only by becoming strong can he find the "Divine Cistanche" as soon as possible to restore his sister's vitality, and only when he becomes strong enough can he go to the Holy Realm to find the true answer.

Thinking about it, my heart is more and more full of energy. He didn't stay any longer, regained the altitude of his flight, and headed for the islands that lay still in the depths of the sea.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of wind drifting overhead, accompanied by the sound of laughter and conversation. Looking up, there were a few black dots flashing.

It's other immortal cultivators!

Are they going to the Southern Islands too? What are you going to do? Takazu was ready to fly up to take a look, it would be a great help for him if he could act with them, after all, he flew directly from the White Valley, and did not have enough supplies in the city. And he wasn't too familiar with the place, so he needed someone to lead the way.

Gao Zhen chased after him, because it was getting late, the group of immortal cultivators did not fly very fast, and Gao Zhen caught up with them very smoothly.

When he got closer, Gao Zhen was a little surprised, this was by no means a small group of people, but a huge group. There were both men and women, dressed in a variety of costumes, but most of them were young people.

After careful discernment, he recognized the identities of several of them. For example, the few immortal cultivators who flew at the front, they were dressed in plain white robes, and the stars were embroidered on their shoulders and backs, and they were obviously disciples of Xinghai Pavilion. He was followed by a few disciples of the Canglang Palace. As for the other immortal cultivators, they were all wearing all kinds of immortal robes, which should have come from some small sects.

Seeing the disciples of Canglang Palace, Gao Zhen couldn't help but panic a little. But fortunately, he had already changed into a yellow cloth shirt borrowed from Uncle Dong, and lost his original robe that was blackened by magic power. He was wearing a golden mask that night, and he didn't fight with the disciples of Canglang Palace for too long, the other party couldn't see his appearance clearly, even if he met the same people at that time now, as long as he didn't show off the black long sword, he shouldn't be recognized.

As for the people from the Blazing Yuan Sect and the Yunyan Sect, they looked around and didn't find it.

He was still thinking about how to get close to this group of people and what reason to join them, but suddenly at the end of the group, he found two acquaintances.

As it happens, it was those two people again.

Yi Shuihan was still wearing that slender white robe, he was wearing a red belt, and the wine gourd was hanging on the side, stepping on the flying sword, looking high-spirited.

As for the "female man" Lai Ruoxue, she is not an immortal cultivator, she is a chess master, so naturally she can't fly with a sword. She flies in a very strange way, actually sitting, with a chessboard under her butt that holds her in the air. The chessboard, the same one she used to play against Gao Zuo, was made of bright silk that shimmered blue, and it looked a little unreal. At this time, she was crossing Erlang's legs, holding something in her hand, and gnawing on it with relish.

Why are the two of them in there too? Gao Zhen thought in his heart, he took a closer look, and sure enough, around the two of them, there were also a group of immortal cultivators, the clothes on their bodies were not specially marked, and they were obviously wandering the rivers and lakes, and they did not belong to any sect of popular immortal cultivators.

It seems that this is just a random team, there is no leader, everyone is just going to the southern islands to do something. If Gao Zhen sneaks in, no one will give an opinion.

......

"Oops, this chicken leg is so delicious!" Lai Ruoxue was dripping saliva while nibbling on the oily chicken leg in her hand.

"I said you, why did you eat all the way? Looking at the beauty of the surroundings, don't you want to recite poetry? Yi Shuihan frowned slightly, looking at the sea at dusk, as if he was pondering some verses.

"Then I'll start with a song:

The sunset of the ocean is red,

The clouds are dusty and the night is thick.

Full of wine and food, people are always happy,

Twist the stars to pick the moon and fight the sky! ”

Lai Ruoxue was still chewing in her mouth, and her hands were full of oil, but she wanted to be like a literati, putting on a brilliant expression and reading words.

"You can't do this poem well, it's completely unaesthetic, it's just a pile of rhetoric and nonsense. If it is known to others, this poet still eats oily chicken legs while composing poems, and can't he laugh off his big teeth? Yi Shuihan glanced at Lai Ruoxue with slanted eyes, and found that she had loosened the shoes on her feet and fell into the air and swayed, with no temperament, but at ease.

"What's the use of saying so much? Make a song yourself, if it can be better than my one, I'll invite you and wine! Lai Ruoxue said, twisted her body, wiped her hand on the handkerchief, scratched her back, and muttered: "I really regret saving that kid, it's been more than a month, and there is not even a shadow." The old lady's money is still in his hands, so it won't be that he ran away with the money! Damn, the old lady has a scab on her back, and it's itching to death! ”

"Don't you want to be 'happy'? Aren't you going to 'fight the sky'? For a few copper coins, you forgot everything? I don't think the scab on your back was burned, it was beaten by the people in the gambling house! A voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Which kid is talking wildly?" Lai Ruoxue's eyebrows were raised, and the chessboard under her buttocks directly rotated 180 degrees, making her whole person face the rear.

"Yo, it's you!" The corners of Lai Ruoxue's mouth hooked, looking at the high pillow.